One of these things is not like the others

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At first I was confused — what does it mean?! And why kankles? But thankfully, Google saved the day, yet again. Remember that dude we saw wearing chicken feet and mud on his head at the Noise Pop festival in February? His name’s Jason Jaworski, and it turns out Sprinkles Sparkles and Kankles is his website.

Given the complicated and sometimes messy nature of his previous work, I am surprised the sticker is so simple, but hey, it got the job done. Now we’re all looking at the website.

A good looking fridge

Creep Draws explains the good news:

Now that is a good looking fridge. 24th and Folsom liquor store 12 pack for 13.50!

Hot deal! And this from a blog whose mission statement reads:

I am tired of reading blogs about messenger bags and the mission. I am tired of seeing pictures from the internet that someone else re-blogged for the 4th time. I don’t want to be that. This blog will consist only of things that I draw in my sketchbook while the bus.

Thanks for turning your back on your dreams and coming over to the dark side! Racer 5 for all!

Remembering the Eagle

The Bold Italic today shares some stories about the Eagle, from a handful of the folks who knew it best. Here’s some of why head Oh See John Dwyer loved it so:

No other bar in the city had the Eagle’s ambience — the whole place looked like it was hewn from stone by a sweaty man with his bare hands. t was the best. It was so raw and minimal. Every experience I had there is my favorite memory of being there.

Read on for one fine example, and a bunch more stories from other Eagle regulars.

[Thanks, Brock!]

Just a quick peek . . .

Just A Quick Peek

Previously: Pupgate, And there are also flowers.

Fat Katy Perry

This is one last reminder. Attend Uptown Almanac’s Locally-Sourced Pop-Up Comedy Night tonight (like in 90 minutes) at the Roxie… because Mimi:

This is what Sunday Streets in the Mission was like

[Thanks, Pearl!]

BREAKING NEWS: Somebody finally coined an awesome word to describe your crotch

Mary delivers the good news in a post titled NEW NAME FOR THE CROTCH AREA:

“grindquarters”

Let us rejoice!

[Photo by terry.b]

Bike surfer hangin’ loose on a sunny Sunday afternoon

Damn I sure love it when city streets are closed to automobile traffic.

[Photo by Bhautik Joshi]

Some cute New Yorker is aping Humphry Slocombe’s steez

[via Sexpigeon]

Buck naked from the waist down holding up traffic on the 101 onramp

Yeah, no pictures?

[Thanks, Jen!]